Katie Kirby

Katie Kirby, 32Director of public relations, Chicago White Sox

Residence: South Loop

By Cleveland standards, Katie Kirby is the worst kind of traitor. An Ohio native who used to watch entire Indians games with her dad on the phone, Kirby now lives and breathes (and draws paychecks from) the team’s archrival, the White Sox. She also attends nearly all the 81 Sox home games a year and pals around with the players: by South Side standards, she is a guy’s dream come true.

For the past five years, Kirby has worked in the team’s PR department—a pretty good fit for an energetic sports nut with a journalism degree from Ohio University. “When I heard about the job in 2000,” Kirby says, “as I was writing the cover letter, I thought, This is the first time in my life I don’t have to BS.” Now she spends her days touting the virtues of her new team. “I gave up trying to convert Cubs fans years ago,” says Kirby, who once lived in (gasp!) Wrigleyville.

Kirby says she’d date a non–sports fan, but be warned: she prefers her movies chock-full of “fourth grade boy humor” (think Dumb and Dumber and Old School), and her dream date involves “a ballgame, a hot dog, and a beer”—which sounds suspiciously like something Cameron Diaz’s impossibly perfect character said in There’s Something About Mary.

What is she looking for in romance? “My dream man would have the brains of Jon Stewart, the sense of humor of Jon Stewart . . . OK, pretty much just Jon Stewart, but not married.” Is that all? “Oh, and he’s got to have nice teeth,” says Kirby. “My father’s a dentist, so that’s the first thing I notice.”